I have decided to go out to sea, against my parent’s advice. I am going out to sea seeking adventure, instead of the mid-life my father says I shall live.
I decided to head out for sea with a companion in his father’s ship. I left without consulting with my mother or my father.
I was terribly seasick after a great storm, which the rest thought was the equivalent of nothing.
We are in a terrible storm and I’m regretting my past actions I should have stayed home like my father said. I rushed into this and now I am watching our ship sink as we are trying to get help desperately.
I have gotten back to shore somewhat safely, still regretting my past actions. I cannot go back now though because my parents would be ashamed and the neighbors would laugh. …show more content…
I don’t know if I should thank the gods for sparing me or hate them for stranding me here.
Middle
I now am starting to comprehend that rushing into an action will not always be a benefit. With patience you can accomplish more, as I have learned by my time on the island.
I have learned of cannibals on the island and I do not know what to do. I have decided to not go far from the area I have settled upon, as I do not know if I may encounter these savages.
I am becoming more and more religious as time goes by. I believe god is sparing and punishing me by putting me on this island. He spared me by letting me live nad is punishing me by stranding me here. I think I shouldn’t have gone to sail. I was following my own will, instead of following the advice of someone who was much wiser.
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I have realized now that going to face the cannibals or acting on it would be a bad idea, because instead of rushing into things I could see where the cannibals inhabit on this island by staying put and being patient.
I have also learned that patience will help me achieve many other objectives, better than rushing into